“Christy’s Forced Fight”
By JJJ

Tonight’s second match up of the night featured an already sore Christy (see previous fight) taking on Mona in a match that the blonde was literally forced to take part in. Mona kidnapped Christy’s sister Annette earlier in the night and Jenny was forcing the blonde to wrestle the black monster. Christy and Mona would be facing each other in a standard wrestling match, but Jenny decided to make it a costume match. Both the blonde and black woman were required to wear cheerleader costumers for the match up. Jenny guaranteed Annette’s safe return as long as Christy took place in the match. Luckily for the blonde she didn’t have to win the contest as she was giving up 60 pounds to the muscular monster – not to mention the grueling match she had against the Asian Invasion and then the incidence in the stockade.
“Coming down the isle standing 5’5” weighing 110lbs with measurements of 34D-22-33 is CHHHRIIISTTTTY!”
Christy came out gingerly and the crowd screamed when the saw the sexy blonde in her cheerleader costume, again coming out to the “Thong Song”. The beautiful blonde had on a baby blue cheerleader skirt that barely covered her incredible, albeit pink and sore, ass and showed plenty of her shapely thighs. She had on a matching knit baby blue sweater top that showed some of her sexy midriff, and ended just above her elbows. To complete the look, she had knee high white socks with white sneakers, and had her long thick blonde hair up into side ponytails, which bounced with each step she took. Normally this is the part where Christy would dance and grind at the top of the ramp, but with her sister’s safety at risk she never smiled as she made her way somberly down to the ring and climbed in still very sore from her contest only one hour ago.

“Coming down the isle standing 5’6” weighing 170lbs with measurements of 36B-30-40 is MOOONNNNAAA!”

In seconds her opponent Mona was called out and the black woman seemed all business as she made her way out from the dressing room. Mona had on a red cheerleader outfit that was similar to Christy’s but she filled it out completely differently. The material hugged her muscular arms which had to be 16 inches in diameter, while her thighs looked like mini tree trunks. Mona’s head was shaved and at first glance the muscular black woman could have passed for a short muscular man. The black woman lifted both hands in the air and gave the middle finger to the crowd, while they loudly booed her. Mona balled a fist and slammed it into her other hand and pointed towards the ring.

Christy and Mona were in the ring when the bell rang; the match finally began with the crowd screaming in anticipation. Mona and Christy circled around each other dancing around the ring, slowly waiting for an opening. It wasn’t long before Mona leaped at Christy and both wrestlers locked arms in a test of strength. Mona was clearly much stronger as she easily began pushing Christy into the corner. Within seconds Christy’s back slammed into the turnbuckle and the referee rushed in making the combatants break apart.
Both fighters returned to the center of the ring and Mona again went for a test of strength and locked arms with the smaller blonde. Mona again pushed Christy back but this time Christy’s right knee barreled upward right into Mona’s stomach. Mona immediately bent over, stunned and gasping for breath. Christy wasted no time as she latched onto Mona’s arm and whipped her into the ropes. Mona’s body sprang from the ropes and shot at Christy whose elbow slammed into Mona’s stomach. The air was totally knocked out of Mona, whose body slumped forward again.
The crowd was on its feet watching the smaller blonde get the upper hand against the larger black woman. Christy sprang forward and quickly tossed Mona's hunched over form right back down to the canvas. Christy ran back into the ropes and leapt in the air and her elbow connects squarely with the mat where Mona’s body had been seconds before. Mona slid and jumped to her feet, while Christy lay on the mat holding her aching elbow. The black woman never slowed as she pulled Christy up by the arm and flung her against the ropes.
Christy’s breasts bounced in her tight top as her tiny frame flew back off the ropes and into Mona’s arms. The black woman caught Christy in mid air spun and drove the blonde down to the mat. Christy gasped as her back slammed into the mat while Mona’s larger frame completely covered her. Mona dragged Christy back to her feet and this time whipped her into her corner. Christy went in chest first and Mona slid through the ropes and her hands latched onto Christy’s long pony tails. The blonde shrieked as Mona dropped down to the arena floor jarring Christy’s head against the turnbuckle padding, almost yanking out both pigtails in the process.
The stunned blonde fell down to the mat and as she did, Mona latched onto her legs from the outside of the ring. Mona slid Christy’s legs on either side of the ring post, latched onto her feet and yanked the dazed blonde pussy first into the metal post. Christy’s upper body shot forward off the mat as pain exploded in her crotch, tears glazing her amazing eyes. Mona slid into the ring and quickly rose to her feet, while Christy weekly fought through the pain that raked her body. Reaching down she snatched Christy off the mat by her wrist, and then flung the fake breasted blonde right into the ropes.
Christy’s body met the ropes and she sprang off of them, the momentum carrying her back to Mona. Mona charged forward and launched herself at the rebounding blonde with her right arm slamming into Christy’s throat. The sheer power of the move caused the stunned blonde to flip into a complete 360 degrees in the air, before landing on her breasts in the center of the ring. Christy’s short cheerleader skirt slid up her incredible thigh’s exposing that perfect ass covered by a sky blue thong.
Mona wasted no time going back over to the blonde and bent over pulling Christy up to her feet. The blonde rose wobbly and soon found herself being dragged over to the corner turnbuckle. As soon as Mona had Christy in the corner she slammed a hard right fist square into her kidney causing the blonde’s body to bend in response. Just as Christy’s body slumped forward Mona latched onto her long hair and slammed her head into the turnbuckle. Christy’s went face first into the ruff pad again, and again as Mona rammed her face into the material five times before she finally let the dazed blonde fall to the mat.
Mona never gave Christy a chance to gather her senses as she rips her up by her long sandy blonde hair. Mona grabs two handfuls of long hair and soon has Christy off the mat standing hunched over. Mona viciously snap mares Christy as the blonde shrieks in pain again landing on her back. Christy tries to rise off the mat, but is met with a stunning kick to the face. Christy's head snaps back while her hand shoots to her nose as her face explodes with pain, tears well in her gorgeous eyes.
Fortunately for Christy, the pain was much worse than any damage that may have been caused and no blood was evident from the attack. With her hand holding her nose, Christy never saw the punch that slams into her unprotected stomach. Again the wind is knocked from the blonde’s lungs, as she struggles for breath. With both girls on the mat, Mona again grabs Christy's long hair and rises to her feet with the blonde in toe.

Before she knew what happened, Christy was flipped over landing harshly onto the mat, being snap-mared by the fiery black woman. Christy screamed as her scalp was on fire, finding herself flat on her back looking up at the approaching Mona wondering what the hell had just happened to her. Before Christy could react, she was yanked back up to her feet, this time by her forearm. As quickly as she found herself standing, she was immediately doubled over by a knee left to the gut. Christy tried to escape the sudden attack but as she was backing up, Mona’s leg sprang out and barreled into her right knee dropping her back down on the mat into a kneeling position.

Mona wasted no time as she again brought her knee up this time slamming it square into Christy's breast. Christy squealed with pain, as her right breast was crushed by Mona’s kneelift, her knit sweater providing little protection. Christy immediately cupped her aching chest, trying to massage away some of the searing pain. Mona took a second and paraded around the ring with her arms over her head, clearly quite pleased with how the match was progressing thus far, while she listened to the fans chorus of Boo’s. Mona decided not to waste too much time and quickly turned her attention back to Christy.

Mona bent over the aching blonde and entangled both hands in her long locks. Christy gasped as she was roughly hauled to her feet yet again and this time was slammed back into the turnbuckle. Christy's back hit hard and the wind was knocked out of her in one quick move. Mona wasted no time following up as she lowered a shoulder and slammed into Christy’s tight stomach. Christy moaned as her back was blasted into the turnbuckle, as she was clearly dazed from the sudden onslaught. Mona dropped back a step and blasted a forearm smack across Christy's upper breasts.
The crowd yelled “WWWWOOOO” ala Ric Flair. Mona repeated the move three times much to the delight of the crowd the blonde almost falling from the corner. Christy's baby blue half top shook uncontrollably as her breasts rocked and shook under the stinging slaps, the knit material juggling for a few seconds before finally coming to rest. Christy’s body finally slid out of the corner as Mona stepped back, while the blonde weakly tried to cover up from her position on the ground. Mona reached down and dragged Christy to the center of the ring and once she had Christy on her back, Mona stood at Christy's head with her feet firmly planted on the blonde’s long hair. Once she had each foot planted on Christy’s pig tails, she reached forward and grabbed both of Christy's arms securing a grip on her wrists.
The referee ran over and yelled at Mona, while the blonde shrieked as the black woman pulled her away from the mat. Christy’s body was rapidly rising, while her long hair was pinned to the mat keeping her tightly in place. The referee’s count reached 4 and Mona dropped Christy’s hands which shot up to her pulsating head. Mona’s foot flew in the air, shot down square into the blonde’s tight stomach causing her to gasp in pain. Mona positioned her feet on Christy’s long hair and again bent forward latching onto Christy’s wrists.
Smiling, she then began violently pulling the blonde off the mat while, ripping her up and back while standing on Christy's hair yet again. Christy shrieked as her scalp was instantly ablaze with pain, fearing her hair might be ripped from her head as her torso was pulled up off the floor while her hair remained pinned against the mat again. Mona let Christy's body drop back down to the mat as the referee warned her to break the hold. Mona let Christy fall to the mat only to pull up violently again, forcing another pained scream from the battered blonde.
After a few agonizing seconds, Mona finally let go of Christy's hands which immediately went to her head to tend to her aching scalp and ensure all her hair hadn’t been pulled out. With her hands in her hair, Christy couldn’t keep Mona from stomping on her unprotected stomach. Even though her abs were tight, the wind was again knocked out of her trim body.
Mona bent forward, latched onto Christy’s long blonde hair and ripped the dazed beauty to a standing position. Christy’s was clearly disorientated and Mona’s arms shot forward; one between Christy’s incredible thighs the other over her shoulder. Showing her strength, she quickly scooped the blonde up and held her in the air completely parallel to the ground. Seconds later, Mona harshly dropped down to one knee and Christy’s prone body smashed down square onto the outstretched knee. A pained gasped escaped Christy’s mouth as her lower spine was crushed against the unyielding knee.
Mona didn’t let Christy fall to the mat, but rather regripped the blonde and began to rise to a standing position. Christy was again held in the air and then brought crashing back down onto Mona’s outstretched knee a second time. Christy’s head snapped back as her spine was crushed against Mona’s knee instantly bringing her back into the conscious world. Christy was totally out of it as Mona placed an arm over Christy's neck, and began forcing her body unnaturally backward. Mona’s left arm flew up in the air and slammed down into Christy’s tight exposed stomach. The blonde gasped as Mona’s fist flew in the air again and slammed down into Christy’s right breast crushing it against her chest bone.
The ref came over and warned Mona, who wasted no time and slid Christy off of her knee, sending the blonde lifelessly down to the canvas. Mona ripped Christy up by the hair yet again and slid the blonde’s upper torso forward, bending the sexy blonde over at waist level. Mona’s arms slip around Christy’s tiny midsection and once she secured her grip she quickly hoisted Christy’s body up in the air and flipped the blonde over her shoulder. Christy's aching back was jarred again as it met Mona’s should blade, Mona’s left arm repositioned itself between Christy’s thighs and she began ripping downward on Christy’s body in a modified torture rack. Christy’s tiny frame thrashed as her back was being stretched to the limits, but Mona began loosing her grip on the sweaty blonde’s skin.
Just as she felt the blonde start to slip, Mona quickly dropped down to her knees before Christy’s body fell off of her. The result drew a gasp from the crowd as Christy’s spine crunched down awkwardly against Mona’s upper back. Christy lay on the mat not moving, and Mona quickly spun around looking at the incredible blonde who looked to be out cold in her sexy cheerleader outfit. The muscular black woman leaned against the ropes before she sprang off of them and dashed across the ring. Mona leapt high into the air and her elbow barreled into Christy’s lower back. The blonde’s body jerked in response as her back was aching with pain. Mona reached down and ripped Christy up to her feet, never giving her a second to catch her breath as the blonde was again being flung into the ropes.
Mona waited until the last second, leapt into the air again and her feet crushed Christy’s breasts as the black woman delivered a perfect dropkick. Christy’s tiny frame shot backward, and the blonde landed on her ass clearly stunned from the impact. Mona didn’t give Christy a breather, but rather she latched onto Christy’s wrist and pulled the blonde to her feet. Christy could only groan as her spine was aching, while Mona yanked her back up to a standing position.
Just as the blonde rose to her feet, Mona whipped her into a corner and charged in right after her. Christy’s breasts slammed into the corner while Mona’s shoulder barreled into her already aching spine. Christy fell lifelessly to her knees and never had a chance to block Mona’s knee which slammed into the side of her head. The blonde goddess’s eyes rolled backward and just as her head fell backward Mona sent a vicious forearm chop right across her upper chest.
Bending forward, Mona pulled Christy up by her hair yet again, which had now become disheveled and disorderly. Once she was standing Mona slid her arms around Christy's tight stomach, locking her arms at the base of her aching spine. Christy could only gasp as Mona was crushing the life from her slowly but effectively. The blonde desperately tried to fight, but the more she fought, the weaker she grew. A full minute passed and Christy’s body almost stopped bucking, her feet totally of the ground in the bearhug. Another minute passed and Christy’s face lost all color, her head rolling side to side lifelessly as it looked like she passed out from lack of air.
Mona continued squeezing for all she was worth and another minute passed until finally she released the hold and the blonde crashed to the mat in a lifeless heap. Mona bent down over her opponent and slid her arm under Christy's shoulders, and then another under her legs. In seconds Christy was in the air, and then crashing back downward right onto Mona’s outstretched knee. The blonde’s body convulsed as her tiny frame was allowed to slid of Mona’s knee and onto the mat. Mona slowly made her way up to her feet and ran back off the ropes dropping her elbow square into Christy’s lower back. The blonde’s upper body shot off the mat, as her hands weakly tried to cover up. Mona ripped Christy up to her feet again and threw the dazed blonde right into the corner.
The blonde’s head shot backward in pain as her lower back exploded in pain again. Mona never let Christy fall to the ground however she latched onto the blonde’s arms and slid them over the ropes before walking back to the center of the ring. Mona lowered her shoulder and barreled it squarely into Christy’s tight stomach, slamming the blonde’s back into the steel ring pole. The wind shot out of Christy as her body bucked forward in response to the viscous spear.
Mona in and the black woman latched onto Christy’s wrist and dragged her out of the corner and into the center of the ring. The blonde was clearly dazed and Mona whipped her into the ropes. Christy lost her footing and tumbled through the ropes, onto the ring apron and then to the concrete floor surrounding the ring.
Mona stepped through the ropes and slowly made her way down to the arena floor. She hurried to where Christy lay and ripped her up to her feet by her right wrist. Quickly Mona yanked Christy’s arm backward and had it pinned behind her and applied a perfect hammerlock. The trapped blonde yelped in pain as she quickly rose to her tip-toes, in hopes of breaking the hold. With her other hand Mona latched onto Christy’s hair and slowly began walking to the corner of the ring while ripping up on Christy’s trapped arm. Mona then ran forward and ran the blonde head first right into the steel pole. The blonde beauty dropped down to the floor holding her head which pulsated with pain.
She grabbed the dazed blonde by the hair and forced her head between her own powerful black thighs. Mona just smiled and wrapped her arms around Christy’s tiny little waist. She squeezed her once and then rolled her up her own body and into power-bomb position. It looked like Christy was going to be power-bombed on the concrete floor, but Mona turned around and threw the beautiful blonde down on the announce table behind her instead. The table exploded instantly sending shattered bits of wood in every direction, the tiny blonde’s frame lying on the concrete arena floor with the remains of the wood table covering her.
The crowd didn’t know whether to cheer or boo until they finally saw some signs of life from Christy as the blonde’s hands weekly began making there way to her aching back. The crowd suddenly burst to life as they saw Carolyn running down the ramp with a steel chair in her hand. Mona was just about to pick Christy up when the steel exploded into her back. The monstrous black woman’s body shot forward, but she was still standing when the steel chair barreled into her head. Mona dropped to her knees, and the third chair shot was apparently enough for the black woman crashed down to the floor apparently out cold.
Carolyn bent down and lifted Christy’s lifeless body up and began helping her back to the dressing room just as the Jumbotron came to life. Filling the screen was Jenny who was some where back in the locker room. Jenny was standing there with a microphone in her hand, “Christy…Christy up here!” It took a few seconds for the dazed blonde to locate Jenny’s face on the screen.
“Christy THAT was certainly not fair for your new bitch to interfere. Well, Christy I assure you that your sister is safe…but if you want to see her, you are going to have one more match…and that match will be a one on one match against me…TONIGHT for your Diva’s Crown!” The crowd screamed when they heard the news, but the blonde just began shaking her head side to side. Jenny continued, “You will have one hour to get ready for the match, and I have a new outfit for you to wear against me…so get your ass back to your locker and get changed cause I can’t wait to kick your ass right here in front of everyone!”
The crowd was going ballistic as Jenny went on, “Someone wheel down the wooden stockade again…because who ever looses our match will be put in there…and I can’t wait to have my way with you again slut!” Christy was almost crying as Carolyn helped her up the ramp to the dressing room to somehow fight a match less than one hour away.

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